Part 2!!! interrogation time! thank you everyone for the awsome reviews! i love you guys!
"jones!! Hurry your ass up!"
"yes sir!"
the young detective grabbed his hat and ran out the station doors to catch up with his captain
van simply rolled his eyes.
"crazy kid"
jones stuck out his tounge, and opened the door to their car, falling into the seat.
Van sighed and, in a much more graceful matter, took his seat.
They started the car, and took off from the station, and towards Sunny Meadows High
Sunny Meadows High is the farthest from a poor school you can get.
It has one of the best academic plans around, and gets the best test scores in state.
Which seriously made van wonder why they were coming to here to investigate s missing student.
Never before has a cop ever had to set foot in this school for official reasons. It was quite, quite strange.
Ignoring the feeling, he walked through the large gate doors, and up to the refined school.
Jones was right beside him, a smile resting on his lips.
His thoughts were also filled with the school, but for a different reason…..
They walked through the halls, the smooth light blue halls giving off a nice vibe, their shoes making slight squeaks against the overly polished tile floor.
Van's eyes wandered as they walked, taking in every detail.
There was several large display cases, with many trophys and pictures.
He stopped to gave at one.
There was a hand made banner, with paint-handprints all over the large words.
'YOU RULE THE SCHOOL!!'
jones walked over, also looking.
It was a large collage of pictures.
One was of two girls, both in pigtails, holding a large whip cream pie in their hands.
Another, was of a young boy, with a big smile, his pale face covered in silly designs.
Next was of four boys, all their arms licked, with large milk mustaches.
Above that was a pair of twin boys, one with red, orange and yellow hair, the other with blue and purple.
In the middle was a large picture.
A large group of kids were all in it. Some kneeling, some standing on the tables and chairs. They were all a mess, covered in a layer of food, and dirt, yet they all had huge smiles.
Van raised a brow, looking over at jones.
The boy had a smile on his face, laughing gently
"what?"
"nothing…I just think its cute…"
"you rule the school day"
both boys froze and turned.
A young man stood before them.
His soft brown eyes gazed at the glass display case, a soft sigh escaping his lips.
A tan hand drifted up, brushing a stray piece of brown hair that escaped the tight pony it was pulled back into.
The young man stepped forward, holding out his hand.
"im the dean of this school, names Iruka Umino."
the man gave a soft smile and van quickly summed the man up.
he was quite young, maybe only 28. pretty damn young to be a dean…
his eyes even held a youthful glow to them, even his face.
he had a very common look, with on one outstanding feature, the long scar that ran over the bridge of his nose.
Before van could even open his mouth, jones stepped forward, with a smile.
"greetings! Names jones…I belive we exchanged words on the phone…"
the man nodded and walked forward, looking at the case, as did the men.
"heh…you rule the school day….once a year, the students have a election where people can sign up for the competition. Then there's a second voting. By then there should only be 4 students. Those 4 students get a week to make fundraisers to promote themselves. At the end of a week, there's a third voting. Winner gets complete control of the school for the entire day"
jones blinked, then smiled
'well, that must raise lots of money for the school!"
"quite"
van nodded, staring at the display.
"so…whom one?"
the man, iruka gave a smirk.
"it wasn't much a surprise….him"
he pointed to a picture, and van had to take a double take when he heard 'him'.
a young boy was in the picture, and unlike many teenagers van had seen, this one had many outstanding features.
Long, beautiful hair that almost looked soft. It reached far past his shoulders, falling to his hips. a large clump of hair was pulled back into a high pony that fell to his lower back, with a long fridge covering the right side of his face. the eyes showing, was a stunning blue, with a soft glow to it, though there was a mischief twinkle. His skin was slightly tan, yet even looked soft. His figure was not buff like most boys, but slender, with slight curves on his body.
Van's eyes drifted down, and slowly grew wide.
Deidara Iwahara
he turned, looking at the dean.
"this is the missing boy?"
Iruka gave a nod. His eyes harboring a sad look.
"horrid isn't it? He was such a brillent boy…he didn't even break any rules when he was in charge. He made the day full of games in every class. Those who skipped didn't get detention, but got a pie in the face"
as he talked, he pointed to a picture of a blushing boy whom had two girls leaning on him, and cream pie all\ over his face, while they smiled.
"those whom were late had to give a piece of gum to everyone in the class…those caught with gum had to tell the class a story about their weekend, and goofy stuff….he was such a kind boy"
van nodded and looked at jones.
The detectives followed the man into his office.
Right away, he took a seat in a large chair, the men taking the seats in front of him.
"so….what can you tell us about iwahara?"
iruka gave a soft smile.
"lots. I knew him quite well…..lets see,…."
He opened and desk, and pulled out a file, pushing it across the desk to them.
Van grabbed it, looking through the papers.
It was a list of all the things the boy had done or was in
Deidara Iwahara:
Cherry Blossom festival: Ran a food stand, bean tossing, clean up and set up crew
Leukemia Fundraiser: Ran the karaoke bar, set up and clean up crew
Run for Breast Cancer: participated day 1, served water day 2
Tornado victims Fundraiser: created the idea, set up and clean up crew
Crack is Wack Fundraiser: Created the idea, lie detector test, set and clean up crew
Drug Abuser Club: Created and runs
Divorce Club: Created and runs.
Teen Mediators: Created and runs
Newspaper: Advice column
Student Council
Van looked up, staring at iruka, before handing the papers to jones.
The young boy chuckled.
"the kids a saint!"
the dean gave a nod.
"which is why we're so worried….deidara is not the type to run away!"
Van nodded, and sighed.
"hate to say it…but from what you say…could he have been kidnapped?"
the man bite his lip, looking away.
"I starting to think the same way…."
The older detective looked at his partner, who looked over at him, worried.
"this kid…..he doesn't look very strong…"
"there your wrong"
both looked at at the dean, who had a slight smile.
"despite his looks…the boy had a punch"
jones nodded, and smiled.
"mind if we call in some kids for questioning?"
"only those whom know him"
the dean gave a nod.
"ill bring them class by class"
"hm?"
van stared.
"I said only those whom know him!'
"everyone knows him"
the man rubbed his temples
"this is gonna be a LONG day"
jones only smiled.
*+*+*+*+*
the 'interrogation room' was the school detention room.
a very small room, but it would do. All the desk were pushed against the wall, and a table was brought in.
van had the files spread out in front of him, the ones that were open were of the missing boy deidara. the one's neatly stacked near jones were of the students.
They had a list of questions ready, and sent in the first student.
A young girl, whom looked so nervous that she was about to faint. She took the seat, her fingers fidgeting in her lap, chewing her lip.
"a-are you c-cops?"
van sighed.
"no, we're detectives"
jones gave her a warm smile.
"don't worry sweety, your far from being in trouble. We're just here to find out about a missing boy…can you please help us?"
the girl blushed, staring at him, nodding.
Van stole a look, seeing the charming smile the boy wore.
ilittle charming punk/i
he sighed and looked down.
"where were you on the 5th of this month? After school?"
the girl blinked, thinking.
"that was…..a long time ago….oh wait! Tuesday right? I had tennis practice!"
"hmm….and how do you know mr. iwahara?"
"deidara? oh! me and him met in Jr. High…I was new and he showed me around! he's such a sweetheart!"
jones gave her a smile.
"were you friends?"
"everyone was his friend!"
van raised a brow.
He knew that even though popular boys were friends with everyone, they always had one best friend….
'who was he's closest friend?"
the girl thought, then smiled
"oh! well there IS this redhead he's always hanging with…cant remember the name…never talked to him"
van sighed and nodded.
'you can go"
she smiled and got up, practically running from the room.
van looked over at jones.
"useless…."
"not really. We know she plays tennis…and that he has a redhead friend!"
"…..can I hit you?"
"NEXT!!!!"
van gave a slight smile, which jones returned.
This is why he needed this kid as a partner. He cheered him up, and kept him in a good mood, which he needed….being a easily angered person…..
Pushing side the thoughts he looked up at the next student to walk in.
Another female, though she didn't look quite as shy.
She had long strawberry blonde hair that was pulled back into a tight pony, and puffed up slightly.
Her eyes were lined with light red eyeshadow, and a similar color covered her lips.
As she took her seat, her long red and white nails tapped the table, before her pale blue eyes gazed over at them.
Van raised a brow, and sighed, asking the same question
"where were you on the 5th of this month? After school?"
the girl raised a brow, with a small smile.
"my, you get strait to the point"
the smile fell, and she pulled out a small planner, searching the dates.
"here"
she turned it, showing that date was circled.
"I was away at a cheer competition. Can I go now? Please?"
jones stared.
"why the rush dear?"
the girl tapped her nails on the table, the put away the book, setting her purse on the table.
"one of my girlfriends…was very close to iwahara, so she's taking this hard…."
Jones gave her a soft smile, and nodded.
The girl stood, and hurried from the room.
"next"
the next one to walk in was a young boy.
his dull brown hair was very ruffled, as if he didn't care to brush it.
He fell into the chair, his black eyes staring at the table before him.
Before van could talk, jones tapped the table.
'you ok?"
the boy shook his head.
"you're here about iwahara…i….i knew him, well. We were always partners for math….i saw him the day he went missing….i…..i should have stayed after with him!"
van raised a brow.
"what are you talking about?"
the boy looked up, and gulped.
"I have trouble in math…and iwahara offered to tutor me after school….but I turned him down cause some of me and guys had plans…god damn it if only I stayed with him!!"
van stared, while jones gave a soft smile.
'its fine…it probably didn't even happen at school."
the boy gave a nod, still worried.
"do you have anything more for us?"
"no sorry"
he sighed and waved his hand, allowing him to leave.
"NEXT!!"
van groaned, looking at jones.
"we've got nothing!"
"relax…."
They both looked up when another girl walked in.
She was much different then the ones they had seen at the school.
The girl staled at the doorway, her fingers running over the ring that hung from the chain around her neck.
Stealing a glance at them with her dark blue-grey eyes, in light showing a rim of green near her pupil. She had a soft frown on her face, staring at the cops.
"yes?"
jones threw van a look at the blank question, but turned back when she spoke.
"I don't like cops"
her voice was harsh, and quite deep for a girl of her small structure. With a sigh, she ran a hand through her dark dirty blonde hair, letting it gently fall back in her face, covering most of the left side.
Bored with waiting, van dove right into the questions
"where were you on the 5th of this month? After school?"
the girl gave him a blank stare, then sighed.
"this is about deidara isn't it?"
Jones gave a slight nod, with a smile.
The girl stared at the table, not once making eye contact.
"I don't know my location….but I know lots about deidara….he was my friend"
"….we'd love to hear….'
She nodded and folded her arms on the table, her baggy green coat sleeves covering her overly pale hands.
"we met in 8th grade. He stuck up for me when some cheerleaders were trying to beat me for calling them sluts….well ever since then I highly respected them…."
van raised a brow.
"them?"
"yea…..Deidara-sama and sasori-sensei"
the detectives exchanged looks, then looked back at the girl.
"sasori…sensei?"
she gave a soft nod.
"sasori-sensei is deidara's best friend…but your not going to get anything out of him"
she stood, and grabbed her bag, offering a last glance.
"he's not going to listen…..sasori-sensei cares deeply for deidara-sama….if you stay on this case, your in for a long day"
she turned and walked from the room.
"…what a brat"
jones shook his head.
"no…she was crying. Didn't you see the red tint in her eyes?"
van blinked, obviously not.
He groaned and waved his hand, for the next student.
A young boy. he walked into the room, and never looked at them once.
He took the seat, and immediately looked out the window.
Van sighed, while jones took the time to look him over.
Though the boy was clearly ignoring them, his ruby eyes seemed focus on something outside. He gave a soft sigh and turned his head, his low black pony turned with his head, gently resting on his shoulder.
He gave a soft blink, with his long eyelashes fluttering slightly, probably not purposely.
"um…may we ask you some questions?"
the boy only shrugged, causing van to get quite angery, but jones brushed it off easily.
'thanks….um where…."
The boy turned and looked at him with his piercing eyes.
"your going to ask where I was the day iwahara went missing"
both fell silent, watching the boy.
they didn't have a choice, the boy gave off a killed or be killed aura. Jones felt if he didn't watch the boy carefully, he would suddenly move and attack him.
the boy's mouth held the same frown as he sighed.
"that day….i stayed late. I met up with iwahara and akasuna in the library. We got in a argument and I left. Simple…can I go?"
van frowned and clenthed his fist.
Jones quickly spoke up.
"who do you think would have a reason to take him?"
the hawk like eyes turned to the man, and he could see the clever mind that dwelled below, even before his spoke.
"think not of reason, but more of cause. You'll get farther"
with that, he stood and walked to the door. He stopped in the door way and stole a look back.
his ruby eyes locked with jones. The corner of his mouth curved into a smirk, and he gave a light 'hmp' and turned his back to them.
Van let out an irritated groan, slapping his palm against his forehead, not noticing the nervious look on his partner
"I hate teens"
jones gulped and nodded.
"ya…."
He sighed and shrugged off the feeling, tapping his lower lip in thought
"Ah! I got it!"
he gave a smile, while van raised an eyebrow.
"he means….dont look for the REASON he's missing, but what CAUSED him to go missing! "
van blinked, slightly surprised.
First cause the boys point was so blunt true, and second cause jones figured it out so fast. Sometimes that boy truly amazed him....
Suddenly the door burst open, and a young girl ran into the room.
Both detectives quickly looked up, quite shocked.
The girl was clenching her school bag, her hands shaking slightly, as was her whole body.
Tears ran down her pale face, giving her turquoises eyes a red tint.
"a-are you the ones l-looking for d-dei?"
jones was by the girls side in a moment.
"shh…yes we are hunny…whats wrong?"
the girl let out a small hiccup, brushing back a piece of soft pink hair, the strand following the rest which fell just above her shoulders.
"d-dei….he…w-was my boyfriend"
jones gave an understanding nod, gently rubbing her back.
"shh….dont worry, is there anything you can tell us?"
she bit her lip, and nodded.
"dei…..i think he was having trouble at home! We've been going out for 5 months, yet ive only been to his house once…and well,…h-his father wasn't the best greeting…."
The door opened again and another girl ran in.
"sakura!"
jones looked up, and had to take a double look. he almost mistook the girl for deidara.
like the boy, she had long blonde hair, though her's was much paler. All of it was pulled back into a long pony, falling to her hips, though her fringe was on the right side. She was also much paler, and her eyes were a stormy blue.
After a moment, jones came back to his sense's.
"um…whom are you?"
the girl looked up, a soft frown on her face. it was then that jones realized she had been crying too, the streaks on her face proved it.
"i-i…..my names ino"
she put an arm around her friend, conferting her.
"are…you this young girl's friend?...then you must have known deidara…."
the girl looked up and gave a smile that looked like she used all her strength to force out onto her pale face.
"of course….we're cousins"
jones was surprised, but offered a small smile. That would explain the close resemblance….
"ah…I see…."
he placed a hand on each of the girls heads, and gave a heart warming smile.
"don't worry girls! We'll find out where deidara went, and bring him home safely….you can count on it"
the girls looked at him, and ino offered a smile, while sakura gave a small sniff, with a nod.
With that, ino carefully led sakura from the room.
Van raised a brow at the girls after they left.
'hm…what a pretty girl. this boy must be quite the lady's man…but why didn't you ask her some stuff? Especially his cousin?"
jones gave a shrug.
"teenage boys don't tell they're girlfriends everything….plus why would he trust his secrets in his cousin when she could easily tell his girlfriend?...plus they're distraught, that information isn't useful in court, or a case"
van stared, then sighed.
"your one damn strange kid"
"thank you"
van looked at the door, gazing out the window.
he only saw one blurry figure through the fogged glass.
"finally..last kid…..COME IN!"
jones went back to his seat, watching the boy as he entered.
This one was a real eye grabber.
He was rather short, with a lanky, frail figure. His skin was obnoxiously pale, standing out against the dark colored clothes he wore. Even though he wore baggy long sleeves and pants, it was clear to tell he was a stick.
The boy took a seat, his gaze focused on the table. The untamed red mop let clumbs of bangs fall into his face, covering his eyes.
"hello there"
the boy lifted his head, gazing at them with muddy chestnut eyes.
"……."
Jones gave a polite wave.
"im detective jones, and this is my captain, Van."
Van was quite, but his mind was on over drive. This was the first kid he was formal with. why?
"……..sasori….akasuna"
now the kid had van's attention. So this was the kid that people kept calling deidara's friend. wow….this kid looked like a social reject……
the thoughts came to a halt when sasori spoke once more.
"uchiha acutly offered me some words to day. He told me what your going to ask. So why waste your breath repeating it? Like uchiha said, I was with deidara after school."
van blinked. Uchiha? Must have been that smart ass with the weird eyes….
"the blonde and emo got into a little disagreement over matters I wont state, and after uciha stormed off, I took dei out the back door and to the park."
Jones gave a slight nod.
"then? Did he go home….or did someone come…what?"
sasori gave a shrug, lightly using the tips of his fingers to brush some bangs from his eyes.
"the brat brought some candy and we went to the bridge to hang"
brat? What kind of friend say's that about someone missing? Van's thoughts were no where close to taking it slow today….
Jones let out a sigh.
"look….what time did you see him last?"
the redhead gave a soft smirk.
"you really SHOULD look into the CAUSE. Instead of looking for REASON, and choosing someone to blame, why don't you use that damn brain and find the CAUSE…then you might get somewhere…."
He stood, gripping the back of the chair for a moment.
"I know exactly where deidara went after we parted, and I know exactly where he's been, and I know where he is. But that information…."
He raised his index finger to his lips, and gave a wink before leaving the room.
"wait!!!'
jones ran into the lobby area.
Hi eyes went wide slightly. For a boy of his structure….he sure could move.
He groaned and walked back into the room.
"van…."
The man was frowning deeply, gazing at the chair where sasori had been.
"cause?....what kind of thing could cause a strait A honor student to go missing….and to a place where his best friend wont tell of?"
jones gave a shrug.
"well….at least we know he's not in danger…since he's friends not worried"
"….or doesn't have to worry…corpses don't cause much trouble…"
jones eyes went wide.
"no! that uchiha boy…I can tell, he wouldn't get tied up in murder!"
"….jones?"
the boy ignored him and started to pack his stuff.
"lets head back and study this closer…."
"….yea…"
tired eyes watched the young boy move about, worry and suspicious thoughts filling his aged mind.
Though…why wouldn't the redhead tell if his best friend was somewhere known?
Doesn't he care?.....or…maybe he's in on it?
Van turned to ask jones, but stopped.
The young man was gazing out the window, a lost lookin his eyes.
Best to give him his time.
With a soft sigh, van grabbed his papers and left the room.
What a strange school…kids…case…partner. Its just all strange.......
oh! i like how this came out!
also...scenes to look at carefully: Itachi's interrogation.
lol i know im gonna get something for making sakura his girl friend, but really, no other naruto girls fit him, plus i swore jones and van would be my only OC's.
hehe, like iruka as the dean?